Quotes About Identity

Boys don't cry but real men do.

She looked up to stare at her reflection in the mirror, as if she'd never seen her face before either.

Being in and being accepted are two different things.

There's more to life than just us noughts and you Crosses.

myself. I'd felt ashamed of myself a lot recently, and, if I'm honest, part of me resented Callum for it. I didn't want to feel guilty for just being, but that's how he was beginning to make me feel.

I called her Minnie all the time. She loved our house as much as I hated it.

I'm a Cross – closer to God

That's just the point,' Callum said with sudden bitterness. 'This place is like the whole world and the whole world is like this place. So where could I go?

Funny how my status seemed to change depending on the eyes of the beholder. To Drew I was a Nought and would never be anything else. Lucas called me a Cross. Where did that leave me? On one side or the other or stuck somewhere in the middle? 'Lucas,

Why was it that when noughts committed criminal acts, the fact that they were noughts was always pointed out?

Ladies and gentlemen, for your delectation and delight, another performance of 'You're a nought and don't you ever forget it, blanker boy.

What did Noughts see when they looked at me – a light-skinned Cross? What did Crosses see when they looked at me – a dark-skinned Nought? I had to stop seeing myself through anyone's eyes but my own. But

those glossy magazines with impossibly beautiful women on the cover and inside. Women with polished mahogany skin who looked like they'd never had a pimple in their lives – nor a decent meal either come to that. Women with teeth which shone like fresh snow in sunshine.

everyone else got lumped into the WAME category like we were all one big, homogenous mass and not worthy of distinct categorization.

She treated me like a real person. She didn't see me as just a colour

And in a world desperate to pigeon-hole and categorize and stereotype, she may feel forced to come down on one side or the other. And the truth is, she's both. And the truth is, she's neither.

Move back," President Clinton said. "Let this mother through. Don't you know who this is?

There are countless ingredients that make up the human body and mind, like all the components that make up me as an individual with my own personality. Sure, I have a face and voice to distinguish myself from others, but my thoughts and memories are unique only to me, and I carry a sense of my own destiny. Each of those things are just a small part of it. I collect information to use in my own way. All of that blends to create a mixture that forms me and gives rise to my conscience.

the problem of the unthinkability of anything outside and beyond the legacies of sexual polarization that limit perception, and above all the invisibility of this problem.

Sex class is so deep as to be invisible"—The Dialectic of Sex is a passionate, brilliant and uncompromising book.

Ruf Gottes In der Begegnung mit Jesus Christus erfährt der Mensch den Ruf Gottes und in ihm die Berufung zum Leben in der Gemeinschaft Jesu Christi. Als Heide oder Jude, als Sklave oder Freier, als Mann oder Frau, als verheiratet oder Ehelosen trifft den Menschen der Ruf. Dort wo er gerade ist, soll er den Ruf hören und sich von ihm in Anspruch nehmen lassen.

the difference between the tolerant and the extremist was not so great. "Looking into the Other, we can always find something of ourselves within.

I never knew what language they'd lapse into when fucked - Urdu or Telugu or a mix of both (only the techies came in English).

See those people holding hands?" he asked at the candlelight vigil outside the still-smoking Taj Hotel. "They're neither Hindus nor Muslims, but citizens of Bombay first.